Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am in trouble; my eyes are tired from so much crying; I am completely worn out.

Uzziah was standing there in the Temple beside the incense altar and was holding an incense burner. He became angry with the priests, and immediately a dreaded skin disease broke out on his forehead.

Then Satan left the LORD's presence and made sores break out all over Job's body.

Job went and sat by the garbage dump and took a piece of broken pottery to scrape his sores.

God corrects us by sending sickness and filling our bodies with pain.

Their bodies waste away to nothing; you can see all their bones;

Why do you keep on rebelling? Do you want to be punished even more? Israel, your head is already covered with wounds, and your heart and mind are sick.

From head to foot there is not a healthy spot on your body. You are covered with bruises and sores and open wounds. Your wounds have not been cleaned or bandaged. No medicine has been put on them.

I am worn out, O LORD; have pity on me! Give me strength; I am completely exhausted

Let me hear the sounds of joy and gladness; and though you have crushed me and broken me, I will be happy once again.

My life is disappearing like smoke; my body is burning like fire.

I groan aloud; I am nothing but skin and bones.

Let me hear the sounds of joy and gladness; and though you have crushed me and broken me, I will be happy once again.

We are destroyed by your anger; we are terrified by your fury.

You place our sins before you, our secret sins where you can see them.

Let us examine our ways and turn back to the LORD.

"We have sinned and rebelled, and you, O LORD, have not forgiven us.